In Flanders fields the poppies blow, Votes: 4
You have sent me a Flanders mare. Votes: 4
Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath receiv'd our yoke. Votes: 4
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Votes: 4
When our new armies are ready it seems folly to send them to Flanders, where they will chew barbed wire, or be wasted in futile frontal attacks. Votes: 4
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below. Votes: 4
Architectural kitsch is most common in the commercial pop vernacular - typified by the Big Duck of 1931 in Flanders, New York, a Long Island roadside poultry stand resembling a duck, which Venturi and Scott Brown made a cult object through their writings. Votes: 4
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields. Votes: 3
I must return to my old comrades of the Great War - to the brown, the treeless, the flat and grave-set plain of Flanders - to the rolling, heat-miraged downlands of the Somme - for I am dead with them, and they live in me again. Votes: 3
All these mountains of Irish dead, all these corpses mangled beyond recognition, all these arms, legs, eyes, ears, fingers, toes, hands, all these shivering putrefying bodies and portions of bodies once warm living and tender parts of Irish men and youths - all these horrors in Flanders or the Gallipoli Peninsula, are all items in the price Ireland pays for being part of the British Empire. Votes: 2
Bart, wo steckst du? Komm schon... ich muss doch noch um 6 Uhr die Zeitung von Flanders stibitzen!
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields. Votes: 1 John McCrae